Gentlemen of Fortune Page #3

the next you don't.

It does happen.

I got sloshed once. When I woke up

at the police, I remembered nothing.

- I guess...

- Hold it!

- Remember how we got to Moscow?

- No.

- How we holed up in some chicken coop?

- All right, and then?

- We got smashed.

- Shut up!

Then a gink came up to see you,

you had a big chinfest in the yard.

- What gink?

- You said he worked in a cloakroom...

In a hall...

In a concert hall.

- I don't remember. What then?

- We went to A fence.

- Where?

- On the boulevard.

- What boulevard? What was it called?

- The main drag with all the cars.

I couldn't tell you the address.

I'd recognize the place though.

Could you guys please knock it off.

This is getting to be a real drag:

remember, don't remember. Let's sleep.

Flight 407

from Moscow has just landed.

- Where are you going?

- I'm going to prison.

No! I'm a kindergarten principal,

I can't run around the Soviet Union

with two wrong numbers of yours.

I was summoned by the colonel,

and he said:

since those two are not Muscovites

and don't know the streets' names,

they can point them out on the spot.

So organize a false break for them,

and they will take us to that helmet.

That is, naturally, if you manage

to convince Comrade Troshkin to do it.

No, you won't manage!

I take a plane,

dropping all the things I have to do,

I take a taxi,

and he doesn't want to do it!

- I don't want to.

- Why?

I've got a hundred children each year,

and all their mamas, dads, grandmas.

All our community have known me

for years!

And you want me to show myself

in Moscow

looking like this,

with thieves as companions?

Speaking about mamas...

Early this morning,

I dropped by your home

and I told your mother

the seminar would last 2 weeks longer.

At ten o'clock at the cement plant.

The driver is our man.

- You got clothes? And some cash?

- It's all ready.

Out in a haystack.

I know the place.

We'll be caught.

It's a plant and you're a sucker.

To hell with you!

I'm going to take your cut.

Yes...

- Not exactly comfortable.

- It's not a long ride. It'll do.

Repeat your orders.

Park by the cement mixing yards.

When the three of them

sneak into my tank truck,

I drive, without loading cement

into it, out to Alibakan.

At the crossroads, park and go in the

restaurant till the three men come out.

Do it!

Let's go!

- Where are you going?

- To the cement depot.

- Where's the cement depot?

- It's up there.

- Where?

- Over there!

That's not the cement depot,

the engine parts are there.

Are you crazy? You're out of your

mind. I saw them load cement there.

Have a look!

Move out!

Follow me!

We did it!

- Why's he stopping?

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